Next. "
720.
Scene 2: Ice Cream Rainstorm Simulation
Result: He Junle retreated completely and won a big victory;
Scene 3: Beast Mother Photo·Extreme Temptation
Result: He Junle wins with no blushing and heartbeat;
Scene 4: Weird Hour·The Nightmare
Result: He Junle smashed the ghost with his hands and won a big victory;
The fifth game, the sixth game, the seventh game...
He Junle is invincible all the way, invincible, people block and kill people, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, gods block and kill gods;
The expressions of the crowd also changed from:
Shocked and amazed → extremely excited → intermittent gc → had known so without changing face
Only Murong Jihua...
721.
(Take a look at the Sophia filter from Murong Jihua)
President Murong has a handsome face, with a beautiful figure and flowing hair;
With one hand he leaned on the railing inlaid with nine hundred and ninety-eight colored diamonds, and with the other he tightly held onto the fateful remote control concerning the safety of his lover,
What leaked from the fingertips was not sweat stains, but the domineering tenderness of Ye Ye.
His eyes are focused, leaving only a flawless side face to the secular world, but even if there is only one side face, you can still see the care and love almost overflowing from those moving eyes.
I saw the president's thin lips parted slightly, his white teeth partly exposed, and his voice like the sounds of nature touched the ears of all sentient beings—
"Fuck! He Junle, you are my brother! Can you be my brother! Can't you fucking hide to the right just now, ah!? Show your mother's skills, you, it's too dangerous, you should pay attention to it Gou Ri's strawberry is sticking to your face, hey!"
"I'll go—okay, okay, you're not my brother, you're my ancestor, okay! How can this wave be more dangerous than just now? Don't you want your waist for this move?"
"Ah, ah, ah! Jun! Le! You should be careful! If there is something wrong with you, I will divorce you right away!"
722.
Everyone in the maid team: "... Leader, is this really love?"
Sophia clasped her hands together, staring in her eyes: "Yes! This is love!"
723.
"It's something we ordinary people can't understand, perfect love!!!"
724.
After He Junle defeated the S-class AI intelligent robot in the 98th timbre imitation, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, stopped his movements slightly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"... I've put up with you for a long time. Murong Jihua, I'm warning you, if you say hello there again, next time you'll lie down and wait for me."
"...I am concerned about chaos."
Murong Jihua coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and was a little happy besides being nervous:
Is He Junle so strong... It seems that I was worrying too much.
Just to put it bluntly, this young man's man is naturally the second best in the world!
The first is me.
"Then Junle, let's go to the next game...huh?"
725.
Murong Jihua stopped, because Cui Guanshi frowned and stopped him.
"What's wrong?"
Murong Jihua suddenly had a bad premonition, saying that since the first scene, Cui Guanshi's brows seem to have never been relieved...
He Junle also noticed this, and he cast his eyes in the direction of the stands with a cold face.
726.
"Master... just now, no."
"What's the meaning?"
727.
Cui Guanshi continued with some embarrassment:
"While the Young Madam was training, I was comparing the training data of Her Royal Highness Princess Elizabeth with her. Among the first 97 items, the Young Madam can always narrowly win with a completion rate of 0.1% to 0.95% Her Royal Highness Princess Elizabeth."
"hiss-"
Murong Jihua gasped.
That woman is so terrifying? !
He Junle frowned even deeper.
728.
Cui Guanshi sighed, and continued:
"... and the ninety-eighth scene just now... the imitation of the tone."
"Young Madam only reached 95% of perfection, while Her Royal Highness Princess Elizabeth's data at that time was 98%,"
"And the 3% that the gap between the two is too large - proves that the short board of the young lady lies in,"
729.
"A parody of human movement and sexual language in bed."
princess trouble
729.
Murong Jihua: "..."
Cui Guanshi: "..."
Sophia: "..."
He Junle: "~"
730.
Ladies! Gentlemen! Comrades! sisters! Fathers and folks of country A!
look! At this time, it is the rainbow-colored little love train coming to us! The colorful dreamy colors are blinding and inspiring!
Listen! The filthy sound of train whistles! The crackling sound of the rails rubbing against the ground! This is really the most beautiful and pure call of nature!
Murong Jihua's mind suddenly drifted through 10086 G's of small romantic movie scenes.
This made his unparalleled handsome face appear various shades of red from light to deep.
731.
In short, today, at this very moment, I am facing Murong Jihua, who is preparing to eat in the candlelight revolving dinner restaurant on the 31st floor, with He Junle who has just finished bathing:
Want to speak but stop, stop talking and want to; organize language, can't speak.
"..."
732.
He Junle, who had been too calm from the beginning, took a sip of the red wine, and finally got a little bit of energy when Murong Jihua gave him a hesitant look for the thirty-fourth time, and looked up at him.
"... what do you want to say?"
This sentence completely smashed the sentence that Murong Jihua had organized in his stomach thousands of times.
"...I said," Murong Jihua held up one hand to hold up half of his face, implying something:
"He Junle—Brother Le—Brother Junle—Jun Le, don't you have any ideas?"
"let me guess, "
He Junle tilted his head, revealing a fair neck:
"Are you thinking—this forced setting, which is similar to no coincidence, is a godsend opportunity, a wonderful opportunity to satisfy one's own desires?"
"..."
"Thinking—it seems to have a driver's license to drive legally?"
"..."
"And has a legitimate reason to keep attacking?"
"You're joking..."
"Yeah."
733.
This damned Long Aotian is really surprisingly sharp!
734.
A cat-eared girl in a maid outfit jumped forward and brought a large bowl of Mala Tang to the table in front of He Junle: "Young Madam, take it slow."
He Junle nodded to her, smiling just right: "Thank you."
735.
Eating Mala Tang in such an ambiguous candlelight restaurant...
Murong Jihua stared straight at He Junle, watching how his thin lips spit out steam like a boiler, burning the faces of living beings other than himself...
stop.
Not sour, not exactly lemony.
736.
He Junle poked the small mushroom in Malatang with his chopsticks, and continued:
"Did I already say—"
He raised his eyes, a pair of eyes looked sharp and domineering under the dim light:
"I am a genius, there is nothing in the world that I am not good at.
Bao, including, Jiao, panting. "
737.
Murong Jihua felt a little short of breath: "Then you lose—"
He Junle suddenly laughed out loud:
"...of course it was on purpose."
"Or, you don't mind me speaking out in front of them at all?"
738.
So Murong Jihua blushed again belatedly.
He stood up from the chair almost immediately, crossed the long dining table and kissed his lover, and he didn't stop snatching the breath of the two of them until a warm touch hit his lower back:
"Well done, man."
"... not to that extent, this young master will not allow this to happen again."
739.
Everything about you is mine.
Including the sound at any time.
740.
"Murong Jihua."
"Um?"
"Aren't you hot?"
"Since just now, your waist has been covered with Lao Tzu's spicy soup..."
"... When the heart is hot, the body doesn't look so hot."
"... full marks for earthy taste."
741.
Ask someone to replace half a bowl of Malatang.
Replaced with two new bowls,
Spicy mix.
742.
Murong Jihua listened to the ambiguous piano sound of an unknown music master, looked up at the crystal layered lamp on the ceiling, looked right at the row of beast girl maids standing against the wall, and looked left at Wanjia through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. Lights, look down—
A bowl of spicy mix is on hand.
It also contained broccoli, which he hated when he was alive.
"..."
"This is life mouth eight!"
743.
And then—without taking two bites, He Junle made a wonderful proposal:
"Substitute soup for wine,"
He Junle pointed to the hot and sour soup in front of the two of them:
"Fist, will you?"
744.
...
…
meeting! of course!
This feeling is good! As expected of my man, but not with the ordinary white lotus boy! one! Sample!
745.
"Brothers are good! Three-star photo! - Si Xicai, fifth leader! Six six six!"
"Murong Jihua, you've lost, you've lost! I feel bad, less forceful, some are gone!"
"Again—"
"One crab, eight claws, two pointed ends so big—"
"Squeeze your eyes and shrink your neck, crawl and crawl and cross the Shahe~! Brothers are good, who should drink it! Wu Kuaishou should drink it!"
"Hahahahahahaha it's you again, don't be so lazy!"
Sophia: "Master Cui... This is really, a bit indecent... Is it really okay for us to just stand at the door and ignore it?"
Cui Guanshi rolled his eyes at her, his body was as still as a mountain, and he stood upright: "Just stand by and wait for orders. The love between the young master and the young lady, what is it?"